IN SEARCH OF DUTCH HARMONY Keith Henschel, England, after four days in England, returning from which, I immediately flew to Last Minute Rome, and after several days spent in Douai (a city in northern France, ca. Perevi.) I'm a little afraid of before his trip to Holland. In front of me on the floor were two open bags with clothes, bottles of shampoo were scattered everywhere, I tried to pack a third bag. to the stress from trying to put things into a third bag mingled with chronic fatigue from lack of sleep and the fact that the departure day, Thursday was a national strike. As luck would have it canceled just my train to Brussels. Fortunately, the earlier flight was delayed and I was able to catch him . After the delay, I sat on a train in Brussels and Amsterdam, where she spent two hours in the company's most vexing Americans, which I only ever seen. And here I am in Amsterdam. Church in Amsterdam, I found my hotel, is surrounded by coffee shops (which I'll slightly lower) and sex shops. The hotel belongs to the Asian family who almost never spoke in English. I went up the stairs steep staircase, so steep that it was more like a ladder, and met the neighbors across the room. I will be living in a six-seater room with five Italian girls. What do they do? smoke marijuana in incredible quantities, and then sleep for four hours and so on. Two nights in a row I woke up at three o'clock in the morning due to the fact that my neighbor jumps, opened the box, includes all electricity in the room and then smoked, then dopolzali back to bed, and next time I saw them already in the morning, when she goes sightseeing. "smoker" at the time were obsessed with turning of cigarettes. I think it makes little sense to cover all this way to Amsterdam, spend all their money on hotels that are expensive, buy some marijuana, and then just obkuritsya and sleep in the room. The original Dutch architecture I went to a free walking tour around the city (which is carried out by arranging similar tours in Jerusalem) and met some American's, he traveled alone. We decided to stick together and went on the walking tour, and later that evening, the red-light district. Amsterdam - a very beautiful city, and the weather was just gorgeous. We looked at all the most important sights, strolling along the canals, listened to some interesting facts from the life of the city (such as what they caught from the canal to 20,000 bikes per year) and eventually slightly zaplutali. Cafe in Holland is one of the most striking impression on visitors produces stunning tolerance. Prostitution is legal here, and you can see a large number of women looking out of windows, almost without clothes, are trying to entice passers-by men. pimp work here illegally, so that all these women working for themselves. They should not be less than 18 ( the oldest was 83!). They take off the window-display with a small room, working for eight hours and take away all of the revenue themselves. Representatives of the oldest profession can decide who to let in ourselves, how much to charge clients, and for a "service" it can expect for this price. Condom use is required, but interestingly enough, the prostitutes do not necessarily have medical tests. Nevertheless, every woman tested several times a year on its own initiative, and are lower rates of sexually transmitted infections way than the Dutch students. Canal in Amsterdam There are also brothels and escort services, but they are not as noticeable as the girls in the windows. Ah, yes, it is important to note that the red light means being female, but the woman curving in the glow of blue light, may not be entirely female. Read more:
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